posted on Dec, 3 2008 @ 04:12 PM
This will sound totally ridiculous, but ridiculous things are told on this forum, so my case is just as good as any other nutcase here.
A long time ago I used to spend alot of time here on the forum, because of my fascination of astral projection, meditation, yoga and other things
paranormal. You can find alot of my posts early in the OOBE astral projection thread.
I spent alot of my time on meditating, and learning about Buddha and how to develop myself spiritually. For a long time I loved doing this, then
something happened.
Because of lack of knowledge, and lack of patience, I started rushing my mind. Rushes of anger would fill me up inside, and I would literally tense
all the muscles in my body and scream within, that I would never attain enlightenment. Gradually this became an issue for me and lost interest in
everything I ever cared about.
After that, I lost interest in school, love, peace, care and all the other things people would see as being peaceful and genuine.
One day, I ended my friendship with my former best friend for 16 years. He asked me why I did that... Basicly the reason I replied to him was; "I
cannot seem to care". After saying this, I felt void. You might think this is a bad feeling, but to me... Feeling void is one of the best things I
have ever felt. To me, *void* is the same as feeling *forfillment*... When I feel void, I feel that I no longer have to care, love, hate, trust nor
worry.
I've been depressed before... I was depressed for 2 years when I was 12, without reason, so I know what a depression feels like. The void, feels like
the same thing, but I enjoy the feeling of depression. I would not call it emotional pain, but I would call it emotional denial. I block my feelings
in to tense them and destroy them. By destroying that which makes me human, I cease to exist as a number in society (might not make sense, because I
am writting his straight from my mind about what I feel at this very moment).
My parents once asked me if I was happy about my life, and all I could ever answer to them was; "I am not happy, nor sad... Life is just a process"
(I feel *complete* and *utter* void).
A strange thing, is the very first second I lay eyes on person, the first thought that comes to my mind, is how much I would like to kill that person,
in so many malevolent ways as possible. I want to show them what pain is, and to give them what they give others. Note, these feelings do not come
when I look at people I know are silent types (notice *silent).
The difference is, for example at school... I once saw this one guy get beat up by a group of 3 others. When I looked at the boy, I wanted to shove
away the 3 guys, and torture them and kill them. I don't want to instantly kill them, no... I want to rip away they flesh from their bones and feast
upon their tears. I would like others to watch what I am doing to instill fear amongst them, as a symbol to what would happen to them if they ever
acted out evil.
This might sound somewhat like I am just defending people who cannot stand up for themselves... But to be truthful, when someone who is a very nice
person talks to me, I get agitated.
I hate the sun, I love the winter and the darkness it brings. To be totally honest (no bull#), I love grey days with rain. Everytime it is a dark day,
I get this weird irrational feeling. Like the void becomes bigger. It "endarkens" me with a joyful sense of nothing.
Now, because you post that i'm a nutjob and the only reason I feel like this is because I am not loved by my parents, or because I am sociopath, or
because I was never popular in school... I can assure you this has nothing to do with any of it.
One thing I was always good at, was being unnoticable. I admire the shadows because they are there, but are never noticed. Only if you truly remember
that they are there, you will notice them. I have only one friend... The rest I have are disposable. The friend that I have, we finish each other's
sentences and we think the same things at the exact same times (all this is very frequent... Like every day). Almost as if we're telepathicly linked
together.
I really don't know why I am like this, but I hope I stay like this for the rest of my life... I do not pity myself nor am I sad about myself... I am
just... Empty... I am expression less, and people OFTEN ask me why I am angry, because I never smile. When someone asks me that, I become angry and
the rage builds up.
I hate society... I hate it's people and the norms they are given... I have a beast inside that wants to be unleased upon everything and everyone who
disserves to die... If it ever does get released, you will read about me in the news paper, but never that they caught me... Because as I said
before...
... I admire the shadows...
I would die before they ever caught me. I have no fear of death, for it is natural... Sure I have fear of external pain, but it is not something of a
concern for me.
I am sorry for the disturbing insight into my mind and heart, but this is how I feel... I am not asking for help, but merely to start a debate on what
you might think is "wrong" with me. Because bottomline is; I don't want help.
As I once said to my friend who agreed; "Anger, hatred and violence are good... If you use them for a higher purpose".
Good night.
[edit on 3-12-2008 by Volatile]